The First Affiliated Hospital of CUHK.
The nurse on duty looked at the very elegant and elegant boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses in front of her, as well as the faint smile on his face, and her heart skipped a beat.
Judging from her many years of professional experience, under normal circumstances, those who have this kind of smile on their faces are often patients who have been diagnosed with a terminal illness and have made up their mind to give up treatment.
With this in mind, the nurse asked with great sympathy: "Hello, how can I help you?"
Yang Ning smiled and said, "Hello, I would like to ask, are there any patients who can be saved but have to give up treatment because of financial problems?"
The nurse immediately understood what Yang Ning meant. After so many years of working in the industry, he had seen many patients with such needs.
Either they want to spend money to get organ donations from other patients who have given up treatment due to financial problems, or they want to donate their own organs.
In either case, nurses cannot sit idly by and ignore the situation.
"Sorry, we don't support private organ donation agreements here."
Yang Ning was silent for two seconds and said, "I don't want to buy organs. I just want to ask if there are any patients like this? I want to help them."
Hearing what Yang Ning said, the sympathy in the nurse's eyes suddenly became stronger.
"Why should you give up treatment at such a young age? Trust the hospital and the doctors. You will definitely be able to defeat the disease! Keep your organs for yourself and be obedient!"
Yang Ning: "..."
"Well, nurse, I don't sell my organs either. What I mean is, I want to support a patient and help him extend his life!"
As a result, Yang Ning's words directly made the nurse burst into tears!
She said with emotion: "This handsome little patient, just keep the money for yourself. Take good care of your own disease first, and then talk about funding other patients."
Yang Ning was a little angry, "I'm sorry, I'm not sick!"
The nurse's expression suddenly changed, "Jing, came out of the psychiatry department?"
Yang Ning: "..."
In fact, Yang Ning can completely use Lingwa to solve his own problems.
But this is a hospital, where Yang Qi is weak and Yin Qi is strong.
It is very easy to use the ability of Lingwa rashly to affect some dying patients, so Yang Ning wants to get the news he wants from the nurse, but judging from the current situation...
Looking at the caring eyes of the nurse in front of her, Yang Ning felt that her plan might not work.
He raised his head and looked at the smallpox station of the hospital and muttered: "Don't tell me that Zhang Wen should die today?"
The next second Yang Ning completely gave up this idea!
Shouldn't one die?
Is that something she can have the final say on? !
Within one day today, I had sent away her whole family, leaving her alone as a girl. Is this what a person can do?
She must make up for this one!
A family must be neat and tidy!
As soon as Yang Ning got angry, she turned around and left the hospital and called a taxi. After getting in the car, she said: "Master, go to the crematorium!"
The taxi driver, who had been hauling passengers all afternoon and never rested for a minute, suddenly shuddered. Going to the crematorium after dark?
Why don't you go there early in the morning? That’s more appropriate!
Although he was muttering in his heart, the driver said: "Okay!"
By the way, I glanced at the young boy who had just gotten into the car in the rearview mirror. The result!
This is exactly the boy in white that he pulled over from Zhongzhou Airport this afternoon!
The man was carrying a white handbag on his shoulder, with a bunch of wind chimes tied to it, which could jingle. He also predicted that the journey from the airport to Yundu would take two hours and twenty minutes, but the result was neither more nor less weird. boy!
Now the driver didn't dare to think about the fact that the boy had shorted him more than a hundred fares.
Seeing that the boy had not fastened his seat belt, he said pointedly: "Um, um, hey, look at how many taxis there are now!"
Click!
Yang Ning put the seat belt on his mouth and said, "Master, let's go? Hey, why do I think you look familiar?"
"You don't look familiar! I, I have a popular face!"
The driver said as he put on his mask and sunglasses. After touching his hands to make sure that no skin was exposed, he turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator and drove off.
As soon as the car started driving, the driver couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror. I wonder how long this trip will take?
After he glanced for the third time, Yang Ning pretended to be casual and said, "This trip will probably take thirty-five minutes."
Thirty-five minutes? !
The crematorium in Zhongzhou is in the suburbs. Now I am in the city center and it is rush hour after get off work. Can I get there in thirty-five minutes? !
It’s great if you can get there in an hour!
The driver was very suspicious, but he didn't dare to say it.
At this time, the driver did not notice at all that although there were many cars on the road, the traffic situation was surprisingly good and there was no traffic jam at all.
More than half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the gate of Zhongzhou Crematorium.
The driver glanced at the timer, thirty-four minutes.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled awkwardly with Yang Ning in the back seat: "You, your calculation is really accurate, it's only one minute off!"
Yang Ning yawned and said, "Well, how much is it?"
The driver glanced at the watch and saw that the price was sixty-five. He was about to speak, but Yang Ning had already handed over a fifty-denomination note and said smoothly, "No need to look for it."
After hesitating for a moment, the driver once again took Yang Ning's money with tears in his eyes, forced a smile, "Go slowly!"
"Well, please drive slowly."
Drive slower?
When Yang Ning said this, the driver wanted to curse. He was so busy today!
Can you believe that I didn’t have time to drive by all afternoon? !
The income from this half-day sports car is more than the usual two or three days!
It’s so crazy!
After Yang Ning got off the bus, the driver went to reset the meter. At this time, he found that the original thirty-four minutes had turned into thirty-five minutes!
"Gudu——"
The driver swallowed silently and hurriedly turned the steering wheel to leave!
...
In the square outside the crematorium, cries broke out one after another.
Some people were crying loudly, some people gathered in twos and threes and burned paper while crying, and there were also fresh couples who had just been delivered to prepare for cremation.
Yang Ning found a corner and sat cross-legged. He took out a paper-cut-like thing from his handbag and spread it out. He folded it into a lantern shape and stood it in front of him. He stretched out his hand and brushed it. The inside of the paper lantern immediately lit up with red flames. .
The entrance to the crematorium was already gloomy at night. In the corner here, illuminated by the faint firelight, Yang Ning's elegant and handsome face looked slightly gloomy.
His eyes, which seemed to be capable of breaking through the boundaries between life and death, kept scanning over the crystal coffins being carried into the crematorium one after another, and he murmured: "This one is very cold, so it's not good."
"Uncle, it's been a month since you fucked before you came here to be cremated? Doesn't it stink?"
"Oh, you are so young, so pitiful..."
"Girl, tell me why you are doing this? Forget it, you don't value your own life, and I can't save you."
"Young man, I think you brought it upon yourself, and you deserve to be cut into pieces and lose your life!"
"Well, brother, you are quite a character. Good medicine can be paired with wine. The more you drink, the better you will get!"
"Holy shit! The way you died was so bizarre. Is there really a living person who was *suffocated to death?! The hundreds of men under me who were wearing red didn't die as bizarrely as you!"
"Hey, man, you really-ah, sneeze!"
"Fuck, who is cursing me?!"
Yang Ning turned around and looked around, and suddenly his eyes were shining brightly as he stared at an ice coffin that had just been delivered!
"Well, this one is quite special. After she dies, her son will also die soon because there is no one to take care of him. So saving one of hers can lead to two good relationships, and you can kill two more. Bah! You can get two more. It’s a blessing in disguise to earn a life of bad luck!”
There were several people and a little boy following the ice coffin, but those people all kept their distance from the little boy, and no one even noticed that the little boy had left their team.
The little boy was attracted by the paper lantern with dancing flames in front of Yang Ning. He walked forward, pointed to the crematorium and asked Yang Ning: "Brother, did you have any family members who were sent in?"
Yang Ning: "..."
Seeing that Yang Ning didn't speak, the little boy stretched out his fist to him and comforted him: "Brother, don't be afraid, my mother was also sent in lying on the ice bed."
"People from the village committee told me that they will be back in a few days."
Yang Ning smiled slightly and bumped fists with the little boy. As a result, the little boy turned his hand over and released his clenched fist. There were two chocolate candies inside.
"I like to eat this kind of candy the most. My mother only bought it for me occasionally in the past. Today, people from the village committee gave me a lot of them. I have already eaten several of them. I'll give these two to you."
Yang Ning took the candy from the little boy, rubbed his head, and asked, "Do you want your mother to come out of it?"
The little boy turned to look inside the crematorium and nodded slowly, "I think, although my mother won't buy me this kind of candy, I really don't want her to leave me, even if it's just for a few days... ..."
At this time, several people who came with the little boy found that the boy was missing and began to shout and search around.
Yang Ning nodded and said to him: "Well, those people are looking for you. Go back and be a good boy who listens to your mother and study hard!"
The boy stared at Yang Ning for two seconds, nodded vigorously and said, "Yes! Goodbye, brother!"
"goodbye."
After the boy left, Yang Ning put the two chocolate candies into his mouth. While chewing, he took out five thick white candles from his white cloth bag that contained an unknown number of things and placed them around the paper lanterns. One by one the fire started.
Then he used a sharp knife to cut his left index finger, and when blood seeped out from the fingertip, he flicked it, and voila!
Blood beads splashed on the paper lantern. With the paper lantern as the center and the five surrounding candles, six tall fire snakes suddenly jumped up!
But with Yang Ning's backhand pressure, the six violent fire snakes stabilized instantly and turned into six burning flames again.
Just as the six flames of the candle flickered out and fell together, there seemed to be a murmuring figure floating over the lantern.
...
A moment later, in the crematorium service hall.
Xu Liang watched as his mother lying on the "ice bed" was taken out of the crystal coffin, sent to the automatic conveyor belt, and then covered with flowers, ingots and other things.
Although the adults in the village committee told her that her mother would be back in a few days, five-year-old Xu Liang actually understood many things.
He probably knew that once he left, his mother would never come back.
I thought that no one would cook for me in the future, no one would grow up with me, and no one would buy candies for me. Oh, those people in the village committee seemed to buy candies for me, but... .
Xu Liang always felt that those people were not as reliable as his mother.
Seeing his cold mother lying on the conveyor belt away from him little by little, Xu Liang suddenly realized: He no longer has a mother!
How can I grow up without my mother?
Even if you grow up, no matter how good a school you get into, how great your achievements are, or how much money you earn, but!
The person closest to her who could share her joy is no longer there!
Suddenly, Xu Liang's small figure burst out with astonishing explosive power. He jumped onto the conveyor belt leading to the cremation area and rushed forward, shouting heartbreakingly: "Mom——"
"Mother!"
"Mom, come back!!"
...
